(( *pats Drago on the head* Shoosh you fluff. It's fiiiiine.
Errrm yes tutorials. I can deal with those~ Hows about a cat tutorial?
Leopardpaw's eyes. Brown or green or some other color?))
Riverstorm reeled back, yowling in agony from the streaks of red flying from his face where Facilier struck him. Hissing again, his rage flaring up in his eyes, the blue-tabby launched himself at the rogue leader and brought the two down into the snow. Riverstorm proceeded to smack snow into Facilier's face then move in for the "kill". Fangs bared, he aimed for the rogue's neck and closed in. ((And this is the part where Facilier pins Riverstorm down and you know the rest.))
Stripedpaw stopped uncertainly at the edge of the thunderpath, staring across the terrain at the otherside. Stormclan territory. Could her mother be somewhere there? She couldn't tell, the stench of the thunderpath was smothering her. Snorting, she looked over her shoulder at Oak and Silverheat. "We should check over there. Come on." Without waiting for the go ahead, the calico-tabby sped across the road, her paws slipping and giving way beneath her because of the frost that had hardened there. Quickly she regained her balance and made it to the other side unscathed. The instant she heard yowls and the sound of battle rising into the air like a chant, she headed straight toward it.
"AH!" She screeched, a large brown mass crashing into her and pinning her down. She felt claws digging into her stomach and felt tears stinging her eyes. Yowling, she slashed the foe across the face and kicked him off. She stood shakily and scanned the clearing, which was full of rogues and a white and yellow blaze engulfing the place. Among the fighting cats she could make out Riverstorm, Redear, and Ravensong. No sign of her mother, which she was relieved for. Unsheathing her paws she rushed into the heat of battle, a blur of viciously thrashing fangs and claws.
Foxpaw's ear laid against as head as watched Redear sent a rogue fleeing in one hit. Scowling in determination at how weak these rogues appeared to be, he slipped out from Redear's protection and pounced on top of a dark gray tabby. He was facing a young-looking calico-tabby, and Foxpaw bemusedly assumed she was another rogue...
He blinked, realizing that it was Stripedpaw. Was Creekclan coming to help? The rogue rolled onto his back, crushing him. The orange tabby was sure he was done for until the rogue ceased moving and Stripedpaw moved the body off of him, her maw stained in blood.
"Way to make yourself useful," She said sarcastically. Foxpaw hissed and jumped up, jaws snapping furiously at a rogue that tried to sneak up behind Stripedpaw. She smirked and the two continued to fight back.
